I don't know how long it's been.
There stands a king of men.
I seem to lose control
as his stare bores through my soul.
Faceless profit, endless eyes
hell sent scarecrow from the skies
shadows cast in pale moonlight
now awaiting our demise.
He'd see through everything
if he only had a brain
a hat to match his clothes
creature of the cosmos
Faceless profit, endless eyes
hell sent scarecrow from the skies
shadows cast in pale moonlight
now awaiting our demise.
Faceless profit, endless eyes
hell sent scarecrow from the skies
shadows cast in pale moonlight
now awaiting our demise.
A powerhouse of a record from the Michigan metalcore stalwarts, full of sinister, stadium-sized singalongs and unbridled emotion. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2022